Dear Diary Thursday...

Mood...eh......

After a very long day at work, I went home and put on my comfy clothes, laid down on the sofa and watched tv for a few hours and then went to bed. I didn't go to bed as early as I had planned, and I wasn't able to fall asleep as quickly as I wanted....but I did sleep. It was not the most restful sleep because I am taking cold medicine right now to stop a cold I can feel comnig on, but at least it was an evening and night that did not invovle me thinking. It was nice.

I am not sure what I am doing this weekend. I had planned on painting, but I don't know if I am really in the mood, and really have the energy to do it. I might spend all weekend processing claims, or maybe spend all weekend being lazy and taking lots and lots of naps....I'm not sure. I do know that I am going to spend this weekend doing as little thinking, organizing, or rushing around to help other people as I can.

I am also having some wedding "issues" right now so I am going to be attempting to work through those things as well.

Dear Diary Wednesday...

Mood....really crabby and tired.

I am exhausted. I came home from work yesterday and took care of my paren'ts yard, my neighbors' yard, and then my yard. I then had company for an hour and by the time I finally hit bed, after taking a hot bath, it was after 10:00. Dylan then decided to come home from his concert at 2:00am, which of course woke up all the animals in the house, so I managed to get a total of 4 hours of DRUG INDUCED SLEEP. And I have a helluva day at work today, so I am not going to be a friendly person. Tonight I plan on going home, taking my Daddy to Home Depot, and then going to bed....and I hope to do that right around 5:00pm!! It has just been a long few weeks and my body and spirit are finally making me stop for a minute.

Speaking of my Daddy, we had an emergency doctors appointment on Monday and he ended up getting a major cortizone shot in the very bottom of his heel. I also learned that getting a cortisone shot anywhere in your foot is the most painful location to have one...and I think my Dad would agree. However, yesterday he was able to finally put some weight on his foot and it was not swollen to the size of a basketball. I am hoping with really doing a lot of things around the folks' house that I can keep him off of his foot for a couple of days and let it get a chance to heal properly.

Mom is doing wonderful and is finally back to sleeping in her own bed.

Much, much, much love out to Shane and Rob for the personal family issues that they are both going through. My heart, my love, and all of my energy is with both of them.